Pierre raised his hand to pick an option from the two displayed, but paused and looked around.
"No glitch this time," he muttered. "I'll go with Option B, then…"
However, just as he was about to tap, the middle of the pink-themed panel caved in, and a dark-blue-themed one overlapped it, glitching in and out with a short message.
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Pierre took a large gulp and screamed, "Who are you?! What the hell do you want from me?!"
Of course, there was no response. Only the cold, glitching phrase before him that soon disappeared.
[Host, please pick an option to continue signing in.]
"Fuck…" Pierre palmed his face and stared at the options, extremely wary but also interested in whatever this mysterious entity wanted to show him.
It was obvious they wasted his time before, but what if they were just testing his patience? This was common in those stories where grandmasters would ruminate on taking on the main character as a disciple.
